You owe me a story. Though maybe I should've asked for two minutes of my own."He chuckled. "I was surprised you didn't," he admitted."Well, I want to ...et to know you. We've been hanging out all season and all we've talked about is hockey. I don't even know your last name." Bowman." You're kidding." No. But no relation to the former coach," he said, smiling.I smiled back."You guys going to stand in the hallway all afternoon?" Pete called from the other room.Steve just grinned and I became. My grandparents lived in a similar environment in a different New England state, so I spent much of my childhood in places like this and loved spending time in the woods and mountains. The internship was part of a forestry research center, and housing was rustic, but I didn't mind. Years of camping trips meant I was more than happy with simple lodging. Researchers and interns alike lived in cabins along the base of the mountain. Head researchers had cabins to themselves, and often brought their. Although she had had her hair trimmed occasionally, Sarah Talbott had never had it really cut in fifty years. Her father, an ardent Quaker, had considered girls who cut their hair as workers for the devil, and somehow she had just never kept up with the latest fashions. So that now her gorgeous thick dark mane tumbled out all over down her shoulders and back, nestling softly just above the crevice of her buttocks.Arnold Talbott turned on the bed and opened one eye. "What is it, honey? You and. "Okay Kay I probably won't remember your name. That does not mean that you are not important to me. That goes for all of you. So Kay pick your body guard, and your roommate." She picked the Brit Chick.It continued with Jenn. She picked me but I had to decline. I was the extra body guard and would keep an eye on the hallway, since we were all on the same floor. So Jenn picked Gator which was fine with me."One last thing, bodyguards keep your pants on," I said."Does that apply to me as well?" the.